The End of a Nightmare. (A Grimdark Finale)

by TheMareinTheMoon


Dark Interlude "Stitching It Together"

Interlude
"Stitching It Together"

The burning sunlight brought tears to Rarity's eyes as she was escorted from the dark dungeon that had been her home for the last few days. She would have been happy, except that what she was being led to was far worse than any dungeon.
She looked around at the crowd of ponies surrounding the platform, all of them waiting to see her gone. Her eyes drifted over each of them, until she reached HER.
"So, Princess," Rarity began defiantly, "This is how it ends? after all we've been through..."
The princess stood from her throne in the crowd.
"Do not try to shift the blame to me, miss Rarity," She replied accusingly, "You are the only one to blame. You could have been so much more..."
Rarity scoffed, "I am perfectly fine the way I am, princess. The ponies in this dreadful town just don't understand that fashion takes pain, sweat and tears. They don't deserve my work."
"And what of your friends?" Celestia responded, "Do they deserve it? What do you think they would say if they were here right now?"
"I HAVE NO FRIENDS!" Rarity screamed, "My only source of joy was my work and you had to take that away too didn't you!"
"Watch your tongue!" The guard ordered, "The Princess will not be spoken to this way!"
'What are you going to do? Kill me?" Rarity replied, "I thought we were already doing that."

As she was lead to the simple rope that would soon end her life, time seemed to stop. Rarity thought of everything that she'd done leading up to this moment. She should have been revolted by the things she had done to her body, but she wasn't. How could anything so wrong feel so good? They just didn't understand. She had tried to help her sister understand the joy of pain, and now she was here. It wasn't fair, she deserved better, to be treated like a lady, not a criminal.
She looked down at the heart scorched onto her chest and was reminded of her...past life. When everything made sense, when she could relax in her boutique and work on what she loved. Before Dash had gone, before Twilight snapped, before she...
"Do you have anything you would like to say before we begin?" Celestia interrupted.
Rarity's mind was at war with itself. Part of her want to let everypony here know how much she hated them, that she regrets nothing. But, then she thought about her..."friends". What if Twilight or Applejack really were in the crowd? How would they react to seeing her this way? She had to remain strong, for them. Tears began to roll down her cheeks, but she quickly wiped them away, she couldn't give the crowd the satisfaction. She thought about saying how sorry she was, for all the problems she had caused, to apologize to her sister, to everypony. But she couldn't.
"I would like a brush." She finally said.
"Excuse me?" A guard replied in bewilderment
"A brush..." She began, "If I am going to die, I'm going to do it with dignity."

The guard looked to Celestia for confirmation. She nodded, and he left to retrieve Rarity's final request.
Rarity lifted the brush from the guard's hand with her magic, and slowly brushed her mane for what seemed like hours, until it had returned to what it had looked like...one year ago.
She finally lowered the brush onto the floor, and allowed the guards to tie the rope around her neck. She stared down at the trapdoor beneath her. It would all be over soon. She thought about what it would be like in Ponyville with her gone, would anyone care? What would happen to Sweetie Belle? Or...Spike?
She pushed these thoughts from her mind however, and concentrated on staring into Celestia's eyes.
"Look at me!" She screamed, "When you are killing me you look at me!"
The princess wiped a tear from her own face and obliged.
Time stood still once more.

"I'm ready." Rarity said.
Celestia nodded to the guards.
And the trapdoor opened.